The greatest thing..

This is something rare, or probably something you would never hear from me;

I think I need spiritual support too.

& the change in skin was totally impromptu because I just felt like changing it and playing with some html. No ulterior motive. I'm not tired, but my mom insists I go to bed now.

Mom, I'm 18 this year.

KingLear@DCT was, flabberghasting. I guess, it's a rather different play.

It's like you keep stuffing food into your mouth even though you're no where close being hungry. And after that, you'll be so guilty about the extra pounds you're gonna gain.

It's like we're supposed to be close friends. But we walk in a 2-2-1 fashion, with you being the 1, feeling so pathetic and extra to the extent of smsing someone who's barely 2m away from you.

It's like putting up a strong front, and pretending that everything's alright, even though you know you are very screwed inside.

It's like shrugging everything off and pretending you're cool with him not talking to you for no random reason, even though you really want to know what the hell is going through his fucked up mind.

It's like pretending you're totally alright with people entering and leaving your life just like that even though you seriously feel like asking why.

It's like pretending to be enthusiastic when you're actually quite sick and tired of all these crap that should never happen to anyone.

When the cold wind blows

I think typing the "Liberation Day" post was a sin and I just received the punishment for that. So right after liberation day and post liberation day, I got a really really really really bad flu, which consists of a whooping 38.2 degrees celcius of fever which came and go like as if it was checking into a random boarding house.

And the main thing was that, it lasted throughout, till now.

Which means, I went for art being sick like free.
Which means, I played rugby when I was sick like free.
Which means, when people question me why am I playing rugby when I'm sick, I get speechless. Because the answer would sound a little offensive: "Because I want to play rugby"

Nonetheless, I don't regret going for the game on saturday. (: It was a good catch up with the army boys - The Medic, The Commando and The Police, of course with edddy, at the Coffee bean. Despite the fact that I got screwed for coming back late, other than that, it was great. Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny Woosh Johnny Woosh Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny.

When the cold wind blows..

I NEED TO SLEEP NOW.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.

Post-liberation-day post.

Okay, I don't really how am I feeling right now. :( But one thing's for sure that I'm sick. HEH. My dream came true at the wrong time. So sian diaoooooooo ~

Anyway, art has been improving I guess. I decided to be input-ive. HAHA. So I babbled whatever I had in my mind for the past few years to Ms kwa and she seems pretty interested in my ideas, I THINK. So I guess, there's hope afterall. I really really wanna get an A or B for my art. A la A la. But judging at where I am, and where my classmates are at now (except for the fact that the video people are like speedracers. Michelle is like already watching Love Undercover 2, which means, she AHEAD OF TIME ZOMG)

Let me a little cool now and review on the arto people:

HanPin : commit suicide and killing babies
Deb : drinking coffeeeee
Lisa : excursion.
Elana : Fort canning, HAHAHA
CS : MACBOOK MACBOOK MACBOOK -- that's art for him.
YJ : Cement, no form.
Ter : plaiting her hair.
Ain : touching bodies.
Nurul : DnT
Nette : Plaster of Paris.
Michelle : Love Undercover I II

OKAY, NOT VERY INFORMATIVE, BUT QUITE INTERESTING RIGHT!? NO!?

IT IS.

Anyway, I'm feeeeeeling like crap cos I desperately need adobe photoshop CS2 or CS3. GAHHHh. It costs like 700 bucks. So, hint hint (:

I will attempt to download both. I shall be independant (: ehhh, but seriously. I needddd them :(

WOAH, I'm like in desperate need of alot of things, which include intangible stuff like time. =/

Talking about life seriously makes me feel like shitting.

current music : I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES - P!ATD

see, I wasn't lying about hanpin killing babies

Liberation Day

Basically, despite screwing MYEs big time, I feel really good this time round.

Today is the Liberation Day of all J2 SRJCIANS.

I'm a happy kid and to reward myself for all the hard work that I've done for the past weeks, I shall let my bed swallow me.

current music: tonight - fm static.

desperate measures.

acrylic paints and medium - daler rowney system 3 (GAH)

okay, so as you can see, i'm pretty depressed with the fact that i got CFP and only managed to buy 3 tubes of paint, of which 1 is a medium to thicken the paint - so that i can look like a pro, just kidding.

which means, I have 2 new addition colours. Red and white. I bet I'm the poorest art student ever. OH, those 3 tubes of toothpaste lookalike cost me 19 bucks, mind you. And I need like more more more! and I NEED OIL PAINT TOOOOOOOOOO. it's both a want and a need. THE H2O SOLUBLE. kind of oil paint. walao eh, I'm freaking desperate for paints NOW.

water colours are cheap. HAHAHAHAHA. NTUC got sell the not so good quality kind. shall have to make doooo.

so, wifey was with me the entire day today, causing her to skip the not so important part, like going for school . HAHA
despite the fact that photo taking wasn't much productive, time spent with wifey roaming around was definitely priceless. (: oh, and of course, a couple of cam whoring sessions.

OKAY, I FOUND A SOLUTION.

I SO GONNA BE A FREAKING MEMBER OF ART FRIEND.

and im gonna download the forms NOW.

current music: I can tell there was an accident here earlier - Saosin